Commodore Robot

Totem

Posted. Ball's in your court now other peeps.

Totem

"If we disguise him as one of our own and have him ride in one of the wagons with Marcel as a bodyguard, it’s bound to look much less conspicuous. It may seem like an extreme precaution, I am sure, but nothing is more important than the safety of our client when there are traces of bandit activity about.”

Djonn glanced to his side and met Adele's gaze, a sly smile pursing his lips. Her plan wasn't a bad one, but that wasn't why he was smiling. It was the kind of thing he would have expected of Lydia when they were younger. "You know Sir, my subordinate raises an excellent point. Assassination attempts be damned, the trap from earlier puts the chances of there being bandits or other ne'er do wells in the area almost an assurance. They'll be gunning for your horseless carriage above all else if they're looking for wealth, I know I would. But some random guardsman on a supply wagon? They'll largely ignore you. Marcel will remain at your side with that mighty shield of his to ensure your safety of course. However we'll have to do something to make you look the part of the watchman. A surcoat will be provided by a guardsman who more closely matches your figure, as for weaponry?" Sliding the bow and quiver from his back, he holds the weapon and quiver out to Hemming to grab. "These should do nicely, now I trust that a well to do man such as yourself has hunted with a bow before, but that may just be my aristocratic side assuming things. If not just keep an arrow in one hand and hold the bow with the other. You don't have to know how to nock or loose an arrow; you just have to look like you do." "As for the rest of you," he said gesturing with his free arm to the guardsmen within earshot. "Those with ranged weapons I want posted on every other wagon providing overwatch with a melee fighter posted alongside you for close defense. The others will maintain a standard skirmish perimeter around the caravan." a chorus of aye sirs followed his order. Thinking back to Adele he rummaged into his pack and drew Lydia's totem. Holding it carefully in his hand he looked at his reflection in the smooth brass for a moment, then handed the mask to her. "I won't exactly have time to be playing lookout, so for the time being take this. Just press it to your face and squint your eyes, it will amplify your vision like a spyglass. I want you and Rook to watch over Hemming's carriage. Now, if there are no objections I would very much like to get off the road for the night and I'm sure Master Hemming agrees with me."

Mutually Assured Destruction - Cold War Themed/Not Earth

Sounds neat. Color me interested.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

People getting salty.

The L-Net (Moved to Advanced)

I feel like this idea would work better if it wasn't an NRP. I don't think the system really lends itself to nation roleplay, whereas the idea of playing cyberwizards in a mega internet has far more appeal. Also for future reference I don't think throwing stuff on your titles like "Please click" have the desired effect you're looking for. Personally I tend to ignore threads with titles like that because it seems weird and kinda desperate. In the end if people don't like what you're putting down then that's just the end of it. When I first joined the guild a few years ago I had a ton of ideas that nobody bit. Sometimes you just have to join games and slowly build your street cred y'know?

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

To each their own I suppose. His actions got the loopholes closed so its not like they were meaningless in that regard. Easy there tiger, if you get any saltier they'll start calling you Lot's wife. Now the real question of whether or not I should make my vaguely turtle like oligarchy that runs on a Brazil tier needlessly complex and tyrannical bureaucracy should be made or not. The choices are very difficult.

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Dindu. Nuffin. Also the Gay porn was not why he was banned. It was a result of his banning. He realized that even though he was banned he could still send PM (much of the exchange with Wilson) and edit his posts. Having already been banned largely because a certain mod is a teeny bit of a dongnobbler, he endeavored to expose to the world the fucking idiocy of allowing the already banned to do such things. He was a necessary evil so that we may all sleep safely. And so we'll hate him. Because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian. A watchful protector. A Dark Knight.

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Muh boy Samebito dindu nuffin. So I kinda want to get back into this, not sure if I'll stick with the Cephalids or not though. Is that Okay?

Totem

Posteroni'd. Now Djonn plays the waiting game as to whether or not Adele will murder him before he can try to make himself look less scummy in her eyes.

Totem

"So, if there's nothing more, I'd like to be on our way as soon as possible."

Djonn ground his molars as he pondered. Hemming did honestly have a point, there was technically no evidence to say that the attempts on his life had been part of some grand scheme. Powerful men attracted thieves and ne'er do wells who sought what they did not have from those who did. These were all facts of life, but something was gnawing at Djonn's mind. The day was starting to grow long, they had already gone too far to get back on the highroad and make it to the Cossler estate by nightfall by his estimation. The last thing he wanted was to be on the roads at night, King's Sentinels be damned. The decision became clear to Djonn, at least for the short term. He glanced back at Adele and ground his teeth more. "This will be another reason for her to hate me I suppose. Better to get them all out of the way early. I'll try to smooth things over once we get to the Cossler Estate, but now I need to keep pretending to be in command here. Djonn put an end to his rumination and cleared his throat to get the attention of the guard around him before speaking. "Very well sir, we will continue at haste to the Cossler estate and make camp there. However once we have digested this day's events I would like us to have a chat about our next move, happenstance or not I think it wise to not rule out potential changes to the planned route given the circumstances. On that same note sir, I believe it also important to inform the estates that there have been attempts on your life during your journey, not for your or our sake but for theirs. These people have graciously offered us their properties to stay and so it is only fair we inform them of any dangers that may befall them no matter how remote the chance. You are an honorable man I am sure Mister Hemming, so I trust in good faith that you will not find this disagreeable. Also I would like to take further precautions regarding your safety. If you would be so obliged, I would like one of my men to personally accompany you as a measure of safet.."

"Ah, Master Hemming, good to see you're faring the journey well. It seems we're about to get this show back on the road," he glanced from Hemming to Djonn, then back to Hemming, "Whichever road that may be."

"Ah perfect. Marcel is the perfect man for such a duty. The man is a veteran and a stalwart defender, if anyone can keep you safe it is Marcel. I don't want anyone slipping by us, and no one can slip by Marcel: his shoulders are too damn broad. If you will allow me to get him up to speed on the situation first then I will discharge him into your care Sir." With that Djonn waved his hand in a Come hither motion at Marcel and awaited his marching orders.